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Sister Liu bought a large handful of gardenias and put them in the water bottle on the desk. The whole office was enveloped in a sweet fragrance, which made people feel a kind of peace from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhao Yi's situation is very special.There are no relatives and reasons, and they cannot be sent to the police station, so every time the comprehensive management staff and the community police come to deal with the aftermath.

Liu Yue asked the director for an empty conference room and led Zhao Yi in.

Zhao Yi has been very quiet along the way, completely different from the one who just went crazy.Just looking at He Chuanhai's staring eyes, I don't know what he is thinking about.

"Zhao Yi, you said that the neighbors beat gongs and drums to disturb you, but the other neighbors didn't hear any gongs and drums, and as far as we know, the neighbor next door to yours doesn't have gongs and drums..." Liu Yue habitually began to mediate Work.

"I won't talk to you, I want to talk to the policeman." Zhao Yi kept staring at He Chuanhai, without even giving Liu Yue a straight face.

Liu Yue was so angry that he talked dryly with himself for a long time, almost confessing his life, so he changed the sentence "I won't talk to you".Liu Yue has seen what schizophrenia is, and he even thinks that Zhao Yi actually has a dual personality.Or, that gentle and elegant woman who came to the community to talk to me that day was actually Zhao Yi's twin sister?

He Chuanhai sat down face to face with Zhao Yi and said, "What do you want to tell me?"

"You are a policeman." Zhao Yi's eyes were still blank, and the expression on his face seemed to be dull with joy.Talking is also without beginning and end, making people confused.

Liu Yue murmured in his heart.He has never dealt with mentally ill patients, so he doesn't know what other mental illnesses are like, but he always feels that something is wrong with Zhao Yi.Liu Yue was thinking about what he had overlooked.

"Yes, I'm a policeman. What can you tell me?" It may be that Zhao Yi's demure demeanor can really arouse a man's goodwill in his heart. Although He Chuanhai still looks serious, he speaks The tone is very gentle.

"You are a policeman, why didn't you come and save me?" Zhao Yi didn't know what to think, and suddenly stood up and slammed into He Chuanhai's arms, scratching He Chuanhai's face and neck with his hands, and shouted loudly shouted.

He Chuanhai was taken aback by Zhao Yi's sudden appearance, and immediately reacted. He quickly grabbed the joint in the middle of the handcuffs, and pulled Zhao Yi away from him.Even so, Zhao Yi's nails still scratched a few bloodstains on his neck, which was burning and painful.

Liu Yue was startled, and hurried over to push Zhao Yi down on the stool.

Zhao Yi burst into tears, and said loudly: "Why didn't you come to save me? He beat me, he killed my children, then you didn't come to save me, no Someone came to save me. He won’t save me now. He won’t let me go, he won’t let me go.”

"Zhao Yi, where is your medicine? Where is your medicine? You won't feel so uncomfortable after taking some medicine." Liu Yue pressed Zhao Yi tightly and asked.

"Hehehe, you want to poison me, I'm not crazy, I'm not mentally ill, I don't take medicine. You all want to poison me, you all want me to die. I don't, I don't take medicine, I must not take it medicine." Zhao Yi raised one corner of her mouth, half-smile, her eyes full of madness and hatred.

"I finally figured out what I always thought was weird." Liu Yue's eyes turned cold.

"What?" He Chuanhai unbuttoned the top two buttons of the police shirt, and wiped the slightly bleeding wound with paper.

"I read in a book before that most of the drugs for psychiatric treatment contain hormones, and the side effect is rapid weight gain. If you count according to Zhao Yi's onset period, she should have been taking the drugs for many years. But look at her, how can she take any of them?" It looks like medicine."

He Chuanhai looked at Zhao Yi's thin figure and nodded, "But what does that mean?"

"It means that I didn't take medicine at all, because I'm not sick." Zhao Yi kept that weird smile on his face, and after quietly listening to the conversation between Liu Yue and He Chuanhai, he concluded by himself.

Liu Yue and He Chuanhai glanced at each other, but they were a little confused whether what Zhao Yi said was true, or just sick nonsense.

"Do you know what you are talking about? If you are not sick, you are a complete civil actor, and you should go to jail for the murder case." He Chuanhai threw away the tissue in his hand and frowned. looking at the woman in front of him.

"Hehehe," Zhao Yi was still laughing, his eyes were almost crazy, but his words were terribly calm: "Prison? What's so scary about being in prison? Can there be a mental hospital? Hehehe, there is hell on earth."

The scent of gardenias from the office downstairs was blown into the conference room on the second floor by a gust of wind from nowhere.It was obviously a pleasant smell, but it couldn't dispel the heavy atmosphere in this room.For a moment, none of the three of them spoke, each remaining silent.

Liu Yue went to the next door and made three cups of tea in paper cups, and one of them had a cup by his hand, including Zhao Yi who had calmed down.

He Chuanhai took a sip of tea, thought for a while, and asked, "You have been pretending to be crazy for so many years to avoid legal sanctions, why are you suddenly speaking out now?"

"I said, I'm not afraid of going to jail. According to my situation back then, it was my dead ghost husband who was at fault. I killed him, which can be regarded as excusable. I won't be sentenced to death. If I'm lucky, I won't even be sentenced to death. I will be sentenced to too long a sentence, why should I pretend that I am a mentally ill to escape this responsibility. I don’t think it’s worthwhile to escape a few years in prison, but have to bear the label of a mentally ill for a lifetime.” Zhao Yi recovered Liu Yue The confident and calm look when I first saw him.After speaking, he blew away the foam floating on the cup, and took a shallow sip of the tea.

"Then what do you mean?" Liu Yue felt that Zhao Yi's logic was a bit confused, but she was too calm, which made people feel inexplicably convinced by her words.

"Because my dead ghost husband has been pestering me. He refuses to let me go." Zhao Yi's face climbed up with a resentful expression, as if he had become another person in an instant.

"I want you to help me." Zhao Yi raised his handcuffed hands, stretched out his slender white right index finger, and pointed at He Chuanhai, "You can help me."